Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei nodded, stood up, and began to dress.

In the end, he hugged Lin Xueyi, feeling somewhat guilty.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xueyi, I just came back, and now I have to leave again."

In Lin Xueyi's eyes, there was also reluctance, but she sighed.

"There's no other way. This is my fate. I used to wait for Lin Zi to come home, now I wait for you to come home."

Yang Fei nodded silently, knowing that any man who met a woman like Lin Xueyi was truly blessed.

She embodied the virtues of a traditional Chinese woman, gentle and understanding, cultured and reasonable, and devoted selflessly to those she loved without regret.

Just as Yang Fei was about to leave, Lin Xueyi stopped him.

"I'll have someone book you a flight for tonight. Since you're back, have dinner with everyone tonight."

"I can tell that for a long time, President Su, Officer Feng, Li Fang, Little Director Chen have all missed you very much. Although they don't say it, I understand their feelings."

Yang Fei looked at Lin Xueyi's gracious manner and felt a bit guilty.

"Sister, I've inadvertently attracted so many women. Don't you hold any grudge in your heart?"

Lin Xueyi shot Yang Fei a glance: "What do you think?"

"You rascal, your peach blossom debts are piling up, and I have to help you clean up the mess."

Yang Fei scratched the back of his head and gave a cheeky smile.

"Sister, I know I'm sorry, but fate is something no one can control."

Lin Xueyi looked at him grumpily, suddenly feeling powerless, shaking her head.

"What a sin, I actually fell in love with a man like you."

In the evening, all the women knew that Yang Fei had returned to Yannan and they all gathered spontaneously at Longyuan Villa.

Yang Fei looked at the splendid gathering of beauties, feeling joy in his heart.

Among these women, Lin Xueyi, Su Yinxue, Zhang Lifang, Xiao Xuanya, who have experienced so much in the world, have already seen through society.

For a powerful man like Yang Fei, wanting to possess him alone was impossible.

However, Feng Cai'er, Chen Ke, and Liu Chan were head over heels in love with Yang Fei, loving and hating this playboy.

But thinking of that evening when they felt heartbroken, everyone now felt relieved.

Compared to losing this man, tolerating some of his small affections doesn't seem to be unbearable.

Everyone already knew about Liang Jiayi's situation and knew Yang Fei was about to rush to the Capital City.

Everyone's feelings were extremely complicated.

Knowing full well that Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi were entangled, but upon learning that Liang Jiayi was leaving, everyone felt inexplicably melancholic, feeling it was unworthy for Liang Jiayi.

The meal was finished amidst the women's complex feelings of jealousy, moodiness, and sweetness, and Yang Fei leisurely bid farewell to the many girls.

During this meal, Yang Fei's waist, legs, and back were pinched countless times by these many beauties.

Yang Fei had to control the rebound force within his body and still put on a smiling face.

He thought sourly, "I always wanted to charm all the beauties in the world, can I return the favor now?"

Lin Xueyi sat by the dining table, watching Yang Fei grimace while dealing with these many little fairies, unable to be too light or too heavy.

She couldn't help but smile, feeling a bit of heartache.

Lin Xueyi booked the flight for eight o'clock in the evening.

After dinner, Yang Fei bid them farewell and boarded a flight to the Capital City.

Capital City, Hidden Dragon Division Headquarters.

The location of the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions lies over ten kilometers outside the western suburbs of the Capital City, publicly known as a subsidiary of a certain ministry agency.

From the outside, this place looks incredibly ordinary, not much different from a regular government building, with red brick walls and a heavy iron gate.

If you had to find something different, it would be the sentries set up on both sides of the iron gate.

Sentries are on duty 24 hours a day, with fully armed soldiers.

Without inside knowledge, one would never think that the headquarter of the famous Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions, feared both domestically and internationally, is located here.

Yang Fei stood outside the main gate of the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions for a long time, reluctant to leave.

Although Yang Fei is a general of the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions, his current status is a bit awkward.

A year ago, after the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team's downfall in the Amazon jungle, the team became only nominally existent.

And Yang Fei simply transferred to Yannan, not having been to the headquarters for more than a year.

Now, his expired military ID can't pass the sentry, returning to the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions.

To Wu Yuanzhong, Yang Fei has always been his prized officer.

Even though Yang Fei hasn't returned to the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions this past year, he still follows Wu Yuanzhong's instructions, fighting bloodily for the nation's counter-terrorism and long-term stability.

In today's world, the situation is ever-changing, with constant provocations from neighboring countries.

Ordinary people enjoying peaceful times is merely an illusion.

It's because soldiers like Yang Fei are charging in the shadows, bearing the burden.

Looking at the familiar headquarters gate, Yang Fei felt sentimental, seemingly hearing the playful banter of the Evil Dragon brothers in his ears.

"Old Chang, damn it, watching the live streamer again won't make her marry you."

"I'm spitting on you, of course, you don't know my hardship, your hometown has a wife."

"Lin Zi, why not let your sister marry me, I won't treat you both unfairly."

"Bastard, if you dare joke about my sister again, I'll castrate you."

...

One by one, vivid figures appeared before Yang Fei's eyes.

The group clad in camouflage suits, playfully teasing each other with all sorts of obscene jokes, could never come back again.

Mist gradually filled Yang Fei's eyes.

At this moment, a military jeep drove out of the gate, and two sentries saluted the jeep with their backs straight.

Yang Fei shook his head with melancholy and turned away.

The military jeep, however, stopped.

Someone opened the jeep door, jumped out, and rushed towards Yang Fei.

"Yang Fei, is that you? You're back?"

A rough voice sounded behind Yang Fei.

Yang Fei stopped and recognized the voice as Su Quanzhong, the captain of the Hidden Dragon Third Division.

Su Quanzhong, a native of Shan Province, is a typical big man from Guandong, extremely hearty in character.

He caught up, took one look at Yang Fei's face, and burst into hearty laughter.

"Dammit, you shit-stirring rascal actually came back, that's great."

Su Quanzhong finished speaking and opened his arms, giving a fierce bear hug to Yang Fei, even spinning him around.

The tall Yang Fei, caught in this embrace, felt like being hugged by a gorilla, his entire skeleton aching.

After much effort, the enthusiastic Su Quanzhong finally released Yang Fei, looking at him curiously.

"Since you're here, why not go in?"

Yang Fei bitterly smiled and shook his head.

"Of the twelve Warrior Kings of the Evil Dragon, only Fan Yi, Mad Blade, and a few others returned with me; I don't have the face to go in."

Su Quanzhong nodded in understanding.

"The Evil Dragon was our Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions' elite. When the Evil Dragon had troubles, comrades were just as saddened as you."

"But you all were outstanding, in the battle to rescue Professor Mi, you defeated eleven mercenary units, successfully completing the mission. All the brothers are proud of you."